Obedience and Learning

I saw him through his profile. From the very first moment, I felt that I belonged to that master. It took me a while to access him. One day, I read a message: "Get in touch with me," I didn't hesitate. We exchanged some messages, likes, preferences, and talked once on the phone: "how far do you want to go..." Finally, on a Tuesday, he writes an ultimatum: "-Either you come or we leave it, you have to obey...". My heart was racing, I didn't know what to do, I had to leave many things that day, but it was a too tempting treat to let it escape. We confirmed by phone, his voice already excited me, and I needed to meet him. I couldn't fail him, my mind thought that I would already invent an excuse on the way back, his voice turned me on, and I needed to feel my Lord.

He demanded three things: that I be very clean inside and out, that I have my toenails and fingernails well-cut, and that I be punctual. I could fulfill two demands, I received my deserved punishment for not fulfilling the third. I arrived late.

As I cleaned myself, my body was getting excited, I noticed how my adrenaline was rising: "I will meet my lord...". I dressed in sporty clothes, I had to make an excuse because I would arrive late at home... My Lord lives a bit far away, and I have to travel by car, an hour's journey for an hour and a half session... It was madness.

Finally, I arrived, nervous and a bit lost. We had agreed to meet in a square... He wasn't there, I called him a couple of times, he didn't answer. Finally, he calls me and tells me to go to a place. He indicates how to get to his house, I go towards it. My heart beats stronger and stronger. It was my second session with a master, the first one was a learning experience, it excited me a lot, and in this one, I was a sea of doubts.

I arrived at his apartment, it was a penthouse, as soon as I entered, he forced me to undress. I did it, he ordered me not to look at his face, that excited me, and made me kneel. He walked me on all fours through the dining room like a dog, and while doing so, he told me that he would intimidate me, that he wanted a domestic and obedient slave, long sessions, and whenever he felt like it, he would play with me or punish me... He spanked me, hard, with his hand... He told me that I should never arrive late again, or the punishment would be much worse... He walked away to a room. I heard noises, he returned with a thick chain, tied me by the neck, and walked me around the room, on all fours, my knees started to hurt.

He sat on the sofa, I on the floor, leaning on his lap. He forced me to slowly remove his clothes, and each piece I had to fold, take care of, and leave perfectly symmetrical. He hit me, spanked my ass, and told me that I should never arrive late again, spanked me again. I asked him please not to leave marks, he replied that it would be difficult due to the tone of my skin. He went back to the room, arrived with a whip, he would use it ...